Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 153 Uncle Nine Chen Hong's First Battle

"I hereby declare that this year's College Cup is awarded to Gryffindor!"

Everyone cheered, and the banners in the Great Hall were changed from Slytherin's green flag to Gryffindor's red flag.

After the awards ceremony, Hermione and the other students boarded the Hogwarts Express and went home.

But Chen Hong is an orphan and has no home.

So Chen Hong chose to travel the world, starting from scratch, taking things one step at a time, to see the world and the lives of people in this era.

Magic is in nature.

Just as Chen Hong was seeing the heavens and earth, others were also seeing all living beings.

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Uncle Jiu’s world.

Chen Hong had just returned from the shared space.

At this moment, a zombie horde invaded the town, with countless zombies driving the people away.

Countless emaciated townspeople, dressed in patched-up rags, were crying and fleeing for their lives.

At this moment, Chen Hong is being chased by a white zombie and ten purple zombies.

The white zombie's sharp, poisonous fingernails were about to scratch Chen Hong's back.

Once scratched, you will be assimilated into a zombie or have your heart and lungs ripped out and your blood sucked until you die.

But at this critical moment.

Chen Hong finished sharing and returned from the shared space.

Physical fitness immediately increased dramatically.

Sharp fingernails tore through Chen Hong's tattered servant's coarse linen clothes.

“Sizzle!…”

The fingernails scratched Chen Hong's back, but instead of penetrating his skin, they made a harsh sound, as if rubbing against metal.

Chen Hong stomped his foot and used his strong physique to stop the momentum.

Then, he turned around and swept out with one leg.

The rotating lumbar vertebrae made a "crack!" "crack!" sound.

His thigh slammed hard against the white zombie's body, which was covered in white down.

It was slapped away and flew into the air, striking the 10 bouncing purple zombies that followed closely behind.

A group of zombies lay on the ground.

Only then did Chen Hong have time to observe the surrounding situation.

Everywhere you look, there are either screaming civilians running away or hopping hordes of zombies.

Chen Hong's gaze fell upon a Taoist priest in a yellow robe in the distance.

He was holding a peach wood sword in his right hand and a Bagua mirror in his left, fighting the zombie horde to buy time for the people to escape.

That Taoist priest was none other than Uncle Nine.

Chen Hong glanced again at the landlord's house where he used to be a servant.

A flying zombie seemed to ride the wind, standing above the landlord's house.

The surrounding area was filled with a chilling aura, which even affected the celestial phenomena, with dark clouds gathering, rumbling thunder, and howling winds.

The sunlight could not penetrate the thick clouds and shine directly down.

The world was shrouded in darkness.

Below, 3 hairy zombies, 5 green zombies, 10 black zombies, and 50 white zombies are wantonly killing and sucking the juicy blood in the landlord's house.

The gushing blood flowed into a river, which was inhaled by the flying zombies overhead, continuously nourishing the withered body and gradually making it plump up.

At this moment, the white zombie and ten purple zombies that had been chasing Chen Hong started jumping around again, trying to suck Chen Hong's blood.

And even more zombies were attracted by Chen Hong.

Because Chen Hong, who had just completed the sharing process, possessed the scent of dragon blood and vigorous vitality that made him a super delicious feast in the eyes of zombies.

Chen Hong's eyes sharpened. Having just finished sharing, he had nothing on him.

So he picked up his fist, which was as big as a clay pot, and with the strength of a Hercules beetle 600 times, smashed it into the face of the white zombie that was attacking him.

PON!

The white zombie's head burst open like a watermelon.

It sprayed onto the face of the purple zombie behind it.

Chen Hong kicked away the headless white zombie that was still baring its teeth and claws as it lunged at him.

He used both hands to smash the skulls of the 10 purple zombies that were chasing him.

He, Chen, doesn't hold grudges overnight.

Looking at the large number of purple zombies, hundreds of white zombies, and a dozen or so black zombies surrounding them.

A thought struck Chen Hong, and with a leap, he jumped out of the encirclement and into the air.

Chen Hong glanced at the densely packed horde of zombies at his feet and did not hesitate.

"[Bloodline Talent - Blaze]!"

A massive burst of flames erupted, scorching countless zombies.

Chen Hong knew that zombies were yin in nature and were countered by fire.

All that could be seen was boundless flames burning, which burned to death a large number of purple zombies, hundreds of white zombies, and a dozen or so black zombies.

White zombies are zombies covered in white down, and they are afraid of sunlight, fire, and chicken and dog blood.

The white zombies, after consuming the essence and blood of cattle and sheep, will shed their white hair and grow several inches of black hair after several years; these are the black zombies.

The black zombies are no longer afraid of chickens and dog blood, but they are still afraid of sunlight and fire, and their movements are slower.

They were all burned to ashes by Chen Hong's raging flames.

However, Chen Hong's outstanding performance also attracted the attention of two people.

One is Uncle Nine.

One... is a [Flying Zombie]!
This flying zombie has cultivated for over a thousand years, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, enabling it to fly on the wind, and its intelligence is approaching that of humans.

He looked in their direction and surprisingly began to speak in a muffled voice.

"Human...human?"

"interesting……"

"I never expected... after being sealed for five hundred years, I would still encounter such a rare delicacy upon emerging."

"Heaven... has finally been kind to me this time."

"Go and capture him!"

"I need to... recover... my strength."

After saying that, Fei Jiang opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath at the entire town.

The blood from countless corpses flowed like a dam bursting, forming thousands of rivers that surged toward the flying zombies.

He swallowed it down his throat with a gurgling sound.

In an instant, seven hairy zombies and twelve green zombies, along with countless black and white zombies, converged and launched an attack on Chen Hong.

Twelve green zombies led countless black and white zombies to form the "Twelve Earthly Fiends Net Formation," sealing off all space above, below, left, and right.

Then, seven zombies with either red or black hair, under the control of the flying zombies, formed the [Seven Fiends Corpse Slaughter Array].

They are made of bronze and iron, impervious to swords and spears, leap with incredible speed, and possess immense strength.

With the support of the formation, the corpse energy condensed and formed seven extremely sharp claws that reached out to grab Chen Hong.

"Humph!"

"So what if there are zombies? So what if there's a grand formation?"

"I will break it with my own strength." "Heavenly Fire Thunder God, thunder descends from the five directions."

Earthly Fire and Thunder God, subdue demons and exorcise evil spirits.

Evil spirits, depart swiftly, in accordance with the Emperor's command.

Hurry like a law! "

Chen Hong was seen chanting the "Heavenly Gang Five Thunder Mantra" while secretly practicing the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

Boom!

Guts!

Suddenly, thunder roared in the sky, and fire surged from the ground.

The sky thunders and the earth fires.

This is the Heavenly Gang Five Thunder Spell!
Boom!

Guts!

Countless bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, terrifying the zombies and reducing them to ashes.

Countless fires erupted from the fire veins beneath the town, burning the horde of zombies to ashes.

However, maintaining such a wide range of spells, coupled with the fact that it hasn't been localized and perfected yet.

This resulted in some obscure connections between Chen Hong's magic and the laws of the world, causing his energy consumption to increase exponentially.

Even with Chen Hong's energy reserves, he was starting to feel the strain.

Fortunately, most of the zombies were eventually wiped out.

I glanced at the 7 hairy zombies and 12 green zombies that were still barely clinging to life.

Chen Hong used a burst of Samadhi True Fire to burn them to ashes.

At this moment, Uncle Nine also freed up his hands and gathered around Chen Hong.

"Fellow Daoist, thank you for your righteous help."

Uncle Nine bowed to Chen Hong in a Taoist manner.

Chen Hong returned the greeting.

Uncle Nine looked at the flying zombie in the sky with a worried expression.

“Fellow Daoist, this flying zombie has a high level of cultivation. I don’t know which senior or great power sealed it for five hundred years.”

Upon its birth, it summoned an army of zombies and ravaged the town.

I was passing by when I discovered this tragedy. I originally intended to send a message to gather my fellow disciples from Maoshan to slay the demons and monsters together.

Unexpectedly, this flying zombie has cultivated the [Corpse Fiend Domain]. The space here has been sealed off by fiendish energy, and my communication spells have failed.

Clearly, this flying zombie was no ordinary creature.

If he recovers, we're probably no match for him.

Seeing Chen Hong looking over, Uncle Jiu quickly explained.

"Oh, I'm not questioning your abilities, fellow Daoist. It's just that we should be cautious in everything we do, lest things get complicated and things go wrong. We should strike first."

Kill him before he fully recovers.

Chen Hong stared intently at the flying zombie and calmly said:

"late."

"He had already recovered before you even spoke."

"Hahahaha..." The flying zombie's loud laughter rang out, "I didn't expect that you, a mere mortal cultivator, would have such good eyesight."

Boom! …

Dark clouds rolled in, thunder roared, and the flying zombie, carrying the entire sky with it, seemed to press down on the heavens.

Its momentum is truly extraordinary.

"Rumble!..."

Thunder roared, lightning flashed across the sky, and a strong wind blew.

It started raining heavily from the sky.

Uncle Nine's expression changed drastically, "An ancient divine power—[Summoning Wind and Rain]?"

"Oh?" Flying Zombie looked at Uncle Nine with some surprise. "A mere cultivator in the Dharma-ending Age, with such meager cultivation, has such insight?"

Fei Jiang opened the third eye between his eyebrows and looked around.

"Oh, so they are the disciples and grand-disciples of those three old guys, the Three Mao True Lords. No wonder."

The flying zombie then looked at Chen Hong, its expression immediately turning strange.

She raised her long, purplish-black fingers and touched her chin, her long, sharp nails tapping her face.

"What a freak."

"You brat, with such mixed powers within you, were you raised on charity from a hundred different families?"

"It seems the method isn't going too smoothly. Could it be that there's no renowned teacher guiding us?"

The character "井" (well) has appeared on Chen Hong's forehead.

"Oh dear... what a pitiful little fellow. How about you consider becoming my disciple, cultivating my 'Corpse Scripture,' and transcending the Three Realms and the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

"enough!"

"You zombie that's neither human, nor ghost, nor immortal, nor Buddha, nor demon, go to hell for me!"

"【Dragon Wings】, unfold!"

Suddenly, a pair of dragon wings sprouted from Chen Hong's back. He stomped the ground and flapped his wings fiercely, creating a gust of wind that shattered rocks, and he flew into the air.

This is a dragon wing with the bloodline of the Dragon King, which combines the flight advantages of the peregrine falcon, frigatebird, and Arctic tern.

Whether it's takeoff speed, dive speed, level flight speed, or migration ability, it's an all-rounder with no weaknesses.

In a flash, it appeared in front of the flying zombie as if it had teleported, its speed was unbelievably fast.

"[Bloodline Talent: Bronze Throne]!"

Chen Hong's skin turned bronze, and his bronze arm slammed down hard on the flying zombie's face.

"Boom!"

It even produced the sound of a striking bell.

The flying zombie was violently smashed away.

They smashed a huge crater into the mountain not far away.

"Bah bah bah."

The flying zombie spat out a few drops of blood, becoming indistinguishable from a living person.

He patted the pebbles off his shoulders, took a step, and dug himself out of the mountain.

Flying Zombie couldn't help but curse, "Where did this weirdo come from? Is he so easily amused?"

The flying zombie seemed to ride the wind, standing tall in the air. As its flesh and blood writhed and grew, it revealed the potential of a beautiful woman.

"You dare slap my face? You're asking for trouble."

The flying zombie took a quick step into the void and flew out like an arrow.

The sky that came before Chen Hong.

Chen Hong: ???
How come she turned into a beautiful woman after being punched?
My punches have this effect?
Here's your beautiful punch back?
do not care.

If you dare mess with me, I'll chop up any beautiful woman I see.

Before the flying zombie beauty could even open her mouth to ask a question...

Chen Hong roared:
"Zombie, prepare to die!"

(End of this chapter)